C643 Second Rupture

At the entrance of the resting room, Zhu Xi's body was trembling, her face was green in anger, flames spewed out of her eyes, as though she wanted to eat someone. The coffee beneath her feet was spilled all over the floor. Fragments of the coffee were scattered all over the expensive ground, like the wet feathers of a fallen phoenix.

Yang Ping lied on the bed, looking extremely wretched